Predator (1987) Poster


Arnold Schwarzenegger: Dutch



  • Dutch : [the Predator pulls off his mask]  You're one... *ugly* motherfucker!

  • Dutch : Run... Go... Get to the chopper!

  • [after Dutch has nailed a guy to the wall with his knife] 

    Dutch : Stick around.

  • [last lines] 

    Dutch : What the hell *are* you?

    The Predator : What the hell are *you*?

  • Dutch : If it bleeds, we can kill it.

  • Dutch : Come on... Come on! Do it! Do it! Come on. Come on! Kill me! I'm here! Kill me! I'm here! Kill me! Come on! Kill me! I'm here! Come on! Do it now! Kill me!

  • [after knocking a door down] 

    Dutch : Knock-knock.

  • [Dutch is talking to the General] 

    Dutch : So why don't you use the regular army? What do you need us for?

    Dillon : 'Cause some damn fool accused you of being the best.

    [Dutch turns around and sees Dillon sitting in a chair in another room] 

    Dutch : Dillon! You son of a bitch!

    [They arm wrestle in mid-air during a handshake, Dillon is apparently losing the contest] 

    Dutch : What's the matter? The CIA got you pushing too many pencils? Huh? Had enough?

    Dillon : Make it easy on yourself, Dutch.

    [Dillon begins to lose further] 

    Dillon : OK, OK, OK!

    Dutch : You never did know when to quit, huh?

    Dillon : Damned good to see ya, Dutch.

    Dutch : What is this fucking tie business?

    Dillon : Aw, come on, forget about my tie, man.

  • Poncho : Major, you'd better take a look at this.

    Dutch : Did you find Hawkins?

    Poncho : I... I can't tell.

  • Dutch : He came to get the body. He's killing us one at a time.

    Billy : Like a hunter.

    Dutch : [looks up in awareness]  He's using the trees.

  • Dutch : What happened to you, Dillon? You used to be someone I could trust.

    Dillon : I woke up. Why don't you? You're an asset. An expendable asset. And I used you to get the job done, got it?

  • Dutch : What's got Billy so spooked?

    Mac : Can't say, Major. Been actin' squirrelly all morning. That damned nose of his... it's weird.

    Dutch : What is it? Billy? What the hell is wrong with you?

    Billy : There's something in those trees.

    Dutch : Do you see anything?

    Billy : Up there ahead.

    Dutch : Nothing. What do you think?

    Billy : I guess it's nothing, Major.

  • Dutch : We're a rescue team. Not assassins.

  • Dutch : My men are not expendable. And I don't do this kind of work.

  • [Anna reaches for a gun] 

    Dutch : Leave it. He didn't kill you because you weren't armed. No sport.

  • Dutch : Bleed, bastard.

  • [throttling Dillon] 

    Dutch : You set us up. It was bullshit, all of it.

  • Dutch : [Dutch approaches and grabs the shoulders of the prisoner who has spoken nothing but Spanish since her capture]  Yesterday, what did you see?

    Dillon : You're wasting your time.

    Dutch : [to Anna]  No more games.

    Anna : I don't know what it was. It...

    [surprised look on Dillon's face] 

    Dutch : Go on.

    Anna : It changed colors, like the chameleon, it uses the jungle.

    Dillon : You saying that Blain and Hawkins were killed by a fucking lizard? That's a bullshit psyche job. There's two or three men out there at the most. Fucking lizard.

    Dutch : [Takes out his knife]  What's your name?

    Anna : Anna.

    Dutch : Anna, this thing is hunting us. *All* of us. You know that?

    [Anna nods, and Dutch cuts her bonds, setting her free] 

  • Dillon : Look, we've been looking for this place for months. My men were in that chopper when it got hit! Hopper's orders were to go in and get my men and he disappeared.

    Dutch : He didn't disappear. He was skinned alive!

  • Dutch : [to Dillon]  So you cooked up a story and dropped the six of us in a meatgrinder?

  • Dutch : She's your baggage. You fall behind, and you're on your own.

  • Dillon : Hold it Dutch, I'm going after Mac.

    Dutch : That's not your style, Dillon.

    Dillon : I guess I picked up some bad habits from you, now get your people the hell out of here.

    Dutch : You can't win this Dillon.

    Dillon : Maybe I can get even.

    [Dillon walks away] 

    Dutch : Dillon.

    [Dutch throws a machine gun to Dillon. They look at each other, knowing this is probably goodbye] 

    Dillon : Just hold on to that goddamn chopper.

  • Dutch : Mac, any sign of the other hostages?

    Mac : Found the other hostage. He's dead, too. And the kid in the chopper. If these guys are Central Americans then I'm a goddamn Chinaman. From the looks of things, our Cabinet Minister was CIA. Another thing, Major: those other guys you waxed were Russian Military Advisors. Something very big was going to happen here.

    Dutch : Good work, Mac. Clear the area; leave no traces. Go get the other men.

    Mac : Right.

  • Dutch : He's killing us one at a time.

  • Dutch : [examining Blain's body]  No powder burns. No shrapnel.

    Dillon : The wound's all fused, cauterized. What the hell could have done this to a man?

  • Dutch : [directing his team into the jungle]  We move, five meter spread, no sound.

  • Dutch : This cabinet minister: does he always travel on the wrong side of the border?

    Major General Phillips : [pause]  Apparently they strayed off course. And we're fairly certain they're in guerrilla hands.

  • Dutch : Who's our backup?

    Dillon : No such thing, ol' buddy. This is a one-way ticket. Once we cross that border, we're on our own.

    Dutch : This is getting better by the minute.

  • Dutch : You still don't understand, Dillon, do you? Whatever it is out there, it killed Hopper, and now it wants us.

  • Dutch : My team works alone, you know that.

  • Dillon : Never knew how much I missed this, Dutch.

    Dutch : You never were that smart.

  • Dutch : Hey Billy, give me a way out of this hole. Aerial says we are cut off.

    Billy : The only way outta here is that valley that leads to the east. But I wouldn't wish that on a broke-dick dog...

    Dutch : Not much choice.

  • Billy : I don't believe he did; I can't find a single track.

    Dutch : What about the rest of Hopper's men?

    Billy : There's no sign, sir. They never left here. Hell, it's like they just disappeared.

  • Dutch : [Dillon is losing at arm wrestling]  What's the matter? The CIA got you pushing too many pencils? Huh? Had enough?

    Dillon : Make it easy on yourself, Dutch.

    [begins to loose further] 

    Dillon : OK, OK, OK!

  • Dillon : Dutch, the General's sayin' that a couple of our friends are about to get squeezed, and we can't let that happen. We need the best. That's why you're here.

    Dutch : Go on.

    Dillon : Simple setup. One-day operation. We pick up their trail at the chopper, run 'em down, grab those hostages and bounce back across the border before anybody knows we were there.

    Dutch : Whaddya mean "we"?

  • [first lines] 

    Major General Phillips : You're looking good, Dutch.

    Dutch : It's been a long time, General.

    Major General Phillips : Come on inside.

  • Dutch : What happened here, Billy?

    Billy : Strange, Major. There was a firefight. They were shooting in all directions.

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